Two months ago, my doctor told me I had a respiratory infection (which my anxiety told me was definitely COVID-19), and I haven’t left my house since.
I spent the first three weeks lazily in bed. Then my state locked down, and the panic followed shortly thereafter. Though I had nowhere to be, just the thought of being trapped with no choices, no options freaked me out.
My instincts told me to get the hell out of there, but alas ‘flight’ was not an option.Then something magical happened. A calm came over me.
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